  currently listening to:  rage against the machine -  killing in the name i'm not sure what's wrong with me recently,  but i feel kind of edgy.  sort of nervous,  for no apparent reason.
and i've also become quite clumsy.  i've broken a few things at home,  and i'm forever walking into things.  but,  hey,  hopefully it's just a phase.
 i've been worrying about my friend,  Fleur,  too. she's not having the best of times at the moment.  she's been considering dropping out of her teacher- training course.
but she assures me that she will take time over the christmas break to fully think about this,  so i can stop worrying so much now :  work is as crap as ever. my mum is sick of me moaning about it all the time,  and tells me that i need to get myself " a plan or two"
 this is easier said than done. i still have no idea what i want to do with my degree,  or whether i want to move away from the area and try my luck elsewhere.  i wait patiently for a flash of inspiration,  but nothing so far.  i'm also worrying about turning 25 next month.
when i was younger,  this seemed like a very grown- up age.  i imagined that i'd be all settled by the time i was 25. all grown- up.
probably married,  with a kid or two. certainly not living at home with my parents still. and certainly not living in ellesmere port.  how foolish young dreams can be.  reality can be a bloody nasty bitch sometimes.
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